A Magical Tail

Summary: One of skin and scale. Another of Darkness with a thread of light. Together, they can bring balance to the turmoil around them. One of their flesh and blood shall bring Light to the Prince of Dark. When the scales are revealed, Light and Darkness will collide…

Author's Note: Me and Songbird are at it again. We have created another story. This time a Harry Potter and Frozen story. Anyways I hope you enjoy!

Part 1: Chapter 1: Prologue

Location: Hall of Prophecies, Ministry of Magic, Time: May 5th, 1977

A short man walked through the Hall of Prophecies, humming a tune as he walked along with his checklist. His job was to check and see if all the prophecies in the hall were still in their respective spots. As he walked along he wasn't paying attention to where he was going and accidentally bumped into a shelf. The shelf rocked back and forth, making the man gasp in worry. The shelf stopped rocking and the man let out a sigh of relief.

"Phew. That was a close one."

Then one of the orbs holding a prophecy fell from the shelf and hit the floor with a loud crack! Thankfully, it wasn't completely broken. However, jagged cracks had formed; one large one, surrounded by numerous smaller ones. The man knelt over and picked up the ball, cradling it in his hands. He peered into the ball, hoping that the prophecy inside could still be read. As he peered into the orb, he could make out some of the words, but not all of them.

"I'm so fired...wait."

He smiled almost evil like and put the orb back onto the shelf, turning it so the cracks were not facing the front of the shelf. Once he was sure no one could see what had happened, he carried on with his work, not noticing one of the smallest cracks starting to heal itself.


Location: Norwegian Sea, Time: June 2, 1977

Adriel Winters sighed as he leaned over the small ferry's railing. His 6th year at Hogwarts had just ended and he took the Hogwarts Express back to London before catching a flight to Oslo, Norway so he could visit his parents farther north for the summer. A cold wind whistled by him as he shivered at the thought of the events that had unfolded only a few weeks before. You Know Who himself had approached him at the "Three Broomsticks" pub in Hogsmede. He wanted Adriel to join his ranks of Death Eaters. Adriel's family was a pureblood elitist family, much like the Malfoy's themselves were, and Voldemort knew this. He pulled up his sleeve and glanced at the tattoo and brand that only Voldemort's inner circle had. The Dark Mark. His family would be proud of his choice to join, but Adriel wasn't sure about Voldemort's cause.

The ferry rocked gently as a wave hit the side. He could see the sun was beginning to rise on the horizon. Adriel yawned.

"I got couple hours to sleep, I think," he mused to himself before heading off to his cabin. What he did not realize that the morning sky was filled with red.

As Adriel started to fall asleep, the ocean beneath him was still active. Of course, it rarely slowed. Then, something raced past, swimming fast and hard through caverns and over underwater hills. Finally, as it got closer to the surface, it slowed, revealing that it was no ordinary fish. Its tail was a gorgeous icy blue and its fin had a pattern of a snowflake. But, about halfway up its body, it changed from a fish's body to a human's. This was a mermaid, one of the most beautiful creatures to rule the ocean. This particular mermaid had bright sky blue eyes and whitish-blond hair tossed over her left shoulder in a loose braid. Her name was Elsa, the heir to the Norwegian Sea.

She could see the ferry approaching. What no one knew was that she, unlike her sister, Anna, was mildly curious about the human world. Not as curious as her cousin, but curious nonetheless. As the ferry got close to her, she started swimming around it, being careful to stay deep enough to keep anyone from seeing her.

As she continued swimming, the water around her flowed past harder, causing the waves on the surface to become higher and more violent. Elsa saw a brief flash of light as a particularly strong current shoved against her. A sound that almost seemed like an underwater vent releasing gas caught her ear. Elsa looked around for a moment before understanding that the sound came from above the waves. She had rarely heard thunder. Whenever the current grew strong like this, few merpeople strayed far from their homes. The ferry started to rock harder than it had and Elsa swam back, trying to keep clear of the ship. Suddenly, there was a loud groan from the ferry and it began to tip forward and to the right. Elsa could see more and more of the top of the ship as it was slowly pulled under the waves.

Meanwhile, on board the ferry, Adriel had awoken from his nap and was currently trying to escape the ship. He had sent his belongings by portkey to his parent's manor, but by the time he realized his mistake, he had nothing to make a Portkey out of. The bed was too large and the ship was listing so badly, he couldn't grab anything small to make a Portkey and hold on to at the same time without falling into the water that was flooding into his room. Suddenly, the ship rocked to left and he flew forward, hitting his head against the wall and getting knocked out by the force of the blow. The ship continued to sink and hit the bottom with a loud thud.

Elsa was swimming around the left side and saw someone fly forwards. She stopped, glancing in the window at the young man. He couldn't have been older than she was, about 16 years old. With little time to spare, she grabbed a sturdy rock sitting not too far away. She swam back to the ship and struck the glass with the rock. After a couple of tries, it shattered. Elsa quickly swam in and grabbed the man, gently pulling him out if the window and to the surface.

As they came above the waves, Elsa glanced around and, finding land, made sure the man's head was above water, gently swimming to the sandy bank. The storm had lightened slightly as Elsa managed to come onto land, dragging the man behind her. It was now that she got her first good look at him. The man had light brown hair, and the small stubble of a beard that was starting to grow in. He was tall and thin, and overall was in decent shape.

Elsa put her head to his chest, and listened for his breathing. She sighed and relaxed when she heard his heartbeat. Then she noticed what appeared to be some sort of stick in his hand. She gently pulled it out and examined it. She tried waving it, but it did nothing. She put it back, figuring that if he managed to hold onto it that tightly, it must be important.

Adriel groaned slightly. His head was wracking with pain, and his eyes started to open. Elsa turned to him in surprise and moved back a little bit, ready to jump back into the water if he saw her.

Adriel fell back against the sand, and let out a heavy breath. Just then, Elsa heard voices.

"Oi! We got a live one here!"

Elsa turned to the voices, frightened. She quickly headed back to the water, diving under the waves. She didn't stray far, though. Instead, she watched and listened.

Three men came over to Adriel, and they saw his wand.

"He's one of our kind."

One pulled out a wand and pointed it at Adriel.

"Renevate!"

Adriel coughed, and spluttered as he awoke.

"Where..where am I?"

"Ah, just relax boyo. You've been through hell and back. We saw the ferry sinkin' and made our way over as fast as we could. How did you survive?"

Adriel slowly sat up and looked out to the sea.

"I...I...don't know."

"Come on. We'll get you inside and get you warmed up. What school of magic you going to? Hogwarts, Ilvermorny in America?"

"Hogwarts. Just finished my 6th year."

The three men began to reminiscence about the old days as they picked Adriel up and helped him to a nearby cottage, leaving Elsa behind. The mermaid was still very curious, but knew if she stayed out much longer, her family would worry. But what puzzled her was what they had said. The name of a school that the man went to. Hogwarts. And they taught magic? She looked at her hands in wonder, feeling a slight coldness on them as they frosted over slightly. Perhaps they could help her with her magic?

No mermaid or merman had magic except for the rulers of the different seas. She was the only exception in all the oceans. At least in the areas around her home waters. Her father had magic, but that was only because he was the king of the Norwegian Sea and had a trident. She looked at the cottage where the man had just entered and decided to return home to find a way to get on land, and go to the school that taught magic. She dived under the water, and swam as fast as she could.


And that's a wrap for the first chapter. Anyways, you can find this story along with the others I've co-written on her AO3 account at Song of the Rails, or Songbird's Call. Until next time!